Zhao Gan, who was selling the house, was going to visit his family in a distant place. After selling the house to Han Fei with his fingerprint, he immediately took the money and left. "Lord Han is a good official. I wish you a peaceful life.”Zhao Gan, who had walked out of the door, bowed to the door, carried his bag, and left.
"Lord Han, I asked my wife to bring my daughter to clean up for you…”Zhang Lizheng said after handing the new title deed to Han Fei.
"Thank you, but I won't trouble Zhang Lizheng.”Han Fei laughed.
Zhang Lizheng was disappointed. He smiled and bowed. Before he left, he said,"In the future, if Lord Han has any instructions, just send someone to look for me.”
Hou Cheng and Bian Xi took the initiative to stamp the official seal on Han Fei's title deed and left with the contract.
After everyone had left, Han Fei wandered around his own courtyard. He was excited and thought to himself, I, Han Fei, have finally made a name for myself in the Eastern Han Dynasty for more than a month. With a residence and an official position, this was the first step. His future was limitless. Han Fei's ambition grew.
At the end of April, 183 AD, Han Fei was the former prison warden of Luoyang and owned the first property of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
The first step could be considered to have been taken. The next step was to accumulate wealth. With money, they could recruit soldiers and buy horses in troubled times, quickly expanding their forces. Didn't he see that just because his family was rich, he could quickly gain an advantage in the Central Plains? "Regardless of whether I can make a fortune from doing business or not, I have to give it a try.”Seeing that it was still early, Han Fei thought of going to Luoyang's market to take a look.
There was sugar in the Eastern Han Dynasty. There was no doubt that it was yellow and black. Han Fei had seen this kind of sugar in Cai Yong's house. Han Fei remembered that when he was chatting with his classmates in the future, he said, A few hundred years later, domestic sugar craftsmen invented the "drip method" to remove the color of cane sugar. The method was to boil the cane juice to a certain concentration and pour it into a funnel-shaped pottery called "tile slip". From the top, the yellow mud was poured in. From the perspective of modern technology, the yellow mud was used as an absorption colorless agent to make white sugar.
In the future, a certain university in the country would be the best university. Because it was big, there would be more learning environments. Han Fei had seen this thing before. It was wide at the top and sharp at the bottom with a small hole. This small hole was used to filter the grass. When brown sugar was put in and washed with yellow mud water, white sugar would come out.
Han Fei had seen it once in his memory, but he was still confused about what to do. He thought about it and came to the market. The huge Luoyang City had a population of more than a million. Other than the concentrated civilian residential areas, the streets in other places were wide and there were many shops. Outside the western market. Han Fei took a look inside. There was a bustling crowd, and there was an endless stream of hawkers. The scale was not small, and it was similar to the open-air farmer's market in the aftermarket.
He walked into a rather large trading firm.
There were many people shopping in the shop. When the waiter saw Han Fei's silk clothes, he warmly welcomed him and said,"Sir, what do you need? Our shop has all the goods.”
"Oh, do you have candy in your shop?" Qin Feng laughed.
"Yes, yes. We have good quality cane sugar from Jiaozhou. One catty is always the same. How much do you need?”
"Hehe, give me five catties." Han Fei was still confused about the extraction, but he knew that the sugar was necessary. He would buy it step by step before anything else.
"Alright ~" The waiter saw that Big Trader had arrived and hurriedly called his companion to get some candy.
A packet of black brown sugar was in Han Fei's hands. He suddenly hesitated. Damn it, how did this black lump turn white? Even if Han Fei knew some of the crafts of the later generations, he had no idea where to start with the candy in his hand.
"Do you have tiles here?" Han Fei took out a few coins and rewarded the waiter.
The shop assistant beamed with joy and said respectfully,"Waliu? This…I've never heard of it."
Han Fei didn't want to be too clear with this person. "Do you know if there's a place nearby that makes pottery?"”
"Oh, I see. Sir, the market in the south of the city is mostly for blacksmiths and carpenters. Where can I find pottery? If you can afford it, I think they will fire a kiln for you.”The shop assistant who had received the benefits told him everything he knew.
It was not that easy to open a business. The goods, tools, and workers…had to be prepared. Han Fei thought about it and walked out.
At this moment, Han Fei heard. "Zhou Shan, Master won't see you. Get lost.”Amidst the shouting, a middle-aged man was pushed out.
"Steward Ma, I beg you, please let me see my master.”The middle-aged man looked haggard and his eyes were dull as he begged.
"Hmph, Master won't see you. Not sending you to the government is already lenient…”Steward Ma smiled. Zhou Shan, you're finally gone. With you around, how could I have a chance to stand out? It was all thanks to me, Jing Ming, who pushed him from behind.
"Damn it…" The middle-aged man shouted angrily. His face was filled with loneliness as he cried out sadly,"I, Zhou Shan, have been working here since I was 13 years old. I have been working diligently for 17 years…”
The customers in the shop were all shocked, and the shop assistant had a regretful expression on his face. Reality was cruel. You were just an employee in the Ming Dynasty. No matter how much you earned from doing business, it was still the main family. In the end, you would only get a little salary.
"Zhou Shan, you actually dare to mess around in Master's trading company. Men, beat him out." A few trusted assistants walked over with ferocious expressions and pulled Zhou Shan out of the door and threw him onto the street.
Han Fei frowned slightly. It was indeed a world of cannibalism. Those with power and status ran amok, while ordinary people had no human rights.
"What a pity. This Zhou Shan has been doing errands here for more than ten years, but he was chased out just like that…”
"This man is a filial son. I heard that his old mother was sick and he borrowed a lot of money from the owner of this place to treat her illness. Unfortunately, he couldn't return it. In order to recover his losses, the owner of this place seized the Zhou Shan family's house and land. They fell out with each other and were probably afraid that he would continue to work here, so they chased him out.”
"This orphan and widow, sigh, good people don't get rewarded.”
Filial son? He had been working here for more than ten years! Han Fei understood and walked out.
"I've been working for the Ma Family for seventeen years, and I've been working in the cabinet since I was fifteen. I've earned so much wealth for the Ma Family, how could Ma Ming treat me like this…?”Zhou Shan got up from the ground and shouted helplessly.
"How dare you, Zhou Shan, call my master by his name. Come and beat him up!”Steward Ma shouted and three servants immediately ran over.
"Get lost!" Han Fei stood in front of them and shouted angrily. The three servants were stunned on the spot.
Steward Ma was shocked and said shyly,""Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of my Ma clan!”
"Hmph, the people of the world care about the affairs of the world." Han Zijin sneered and turned to Zhou Shan.""People strive for higher ground, while water flows downwards. If you don't keep people here, you'll have a place to keep them. Since your previous master was so ruthless in snatching your family business, you should naturally plan for another development. It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge."
"It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge! Sigh, it's easier said than done." Zhou Shan sighed when he saw Han Fei's extraordinary speech. He wasn't an evil person, so he didn't bother with Ma tribe anymore.
Steward Ma saw that Han Fei was dressed luxuriously and looked dignified, so he did not dare to provoke him immediately. He just watched coldly.
"There's a good place right now." Han Fei said.
"Ah?" Zhou Shan was shocked and did not understand what he was saying.
"There are ten strings here. Take it and settle your mother. Ming Ri, come to the west of the city and find me. I'll give you a good job.”Han Fei took out the money and stuffed it into Zhou Shan's arms.
"This…" Ten strings! Ten strings! Just for these ten strings of strings, he was chased out of the Ma family and even had his house seized by the Ma family. Ten strings, ten strings! Zhou Shan looked at the ten strings of money in his arms and was stunned for a moment. "Hey, sir, may I ask which family in the west of the city?”Zhou Shan immediately asked when he saw that Han Fei was about to leave.
"Hehe, go to Anping Street in the west of the city and ask about Han Fei and Han Zijin.”
Han Fei, Han Zijin! Zhou Shan immediately remembered this name. It was never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He glanced coldly at Steward Ma at the door and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Steward Ma was startled by this glance and thought to himself," This kid was really lucky. That young man just shot ten strings. Who knows which wealthy family in the west of the city!
Han Fei, Han Zijin? The surrounding onlookers muttered in their hearts. It sounded familiar, but they couldn't remember it for a moment. However, everyone praised him for being forthright. He must not be an ordinary person. He clicked his tongue and left.
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